Chapter 632: Special Mutant

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Li Enzhu, thrown into the room, suddenly felt a strong mental ripple spreading out.

Even if the scan wasn't aimed at her, just brushing past her body made her thoughts feel as if they had frozen.

At the door, Lin An instantly entered a combat state.

Judgment's Eye!

The previously scattered mental power suddenly swept toward the man inside the elevator.

The probe came up empty, as if it had skimmed over water.

Mental perception showed no abnormality.

Did it dodge my mental probe?

Seeing the motionless Pu Zhengyan inside the elevator, Lin An hardly needed to think.

He is absolutely not human, but a peak Second‑Level mutant with special abilities.

What is his ability?

Is it similar to the Spider Maker's perception‑blocking?

But my mental power has increased many times over—how could it be blocked by a Second‑Level shield?

He temporarily did not launch an attack.

On guard, Lin An slightly adjusted the blade's aim, pointing it at the man's lowered head.

The situation seemed somewhat off.

In the hallway.

Han Youzhen glanced at Pu Zhengyan, somewhat surprised, without time to think further.

"Pu Zhengyan? Weren't you in the industrial zone?"

He didn't realize anything.

She anxiously watched Lin An suddenly draw his sword, mistakenly thinking he held hostility toward Pu Zhengyan over his daytime remarks.

His expression was urgent.

Although she knew that if Lin An wanted to act, she could do nothing.

But seeing her former teammate and classmate, she instinctively wanted to say something.

Without thinking, she completely forgot the strength Lin An had displayed.

If he really intended to act against an ordinary person, why draw a sword?

"Sir, please spare Pu Zhengyan... he... he might have followed because he was too afraid..."

The words had just fallen.

The stiff‑postured Pu Zhengyan suddenly spoke:

"Sir..."

"Don't kill me..."

"I was wrong... I shouldn't have spoken rudely to you."

"Don't kill me..."

"Please don't kill me..."

His voice was weak and feeble, like a murmuring dream drilling into the mind.

Pu Zhengyan, head bowed and never lifting it, kept repeating the same words as he slowly dragged his steps out of the elevator.

Even Han Youzhen, slow to react while staying in place, sensed the abnormality.

The scene before them was truly eerie.

The hallway lights seemed interfered with, flickering in sync with the elevator's incandescent bulb.

"Zzz‑zzz"

Abnormal electric current.

"Don't kill me..."

His voice began to gradually distort.

Pu Zhengyan, dragging his body from the elevator, walked faster and faster, his figure gradually turning illusory like a flickering projection.

The soles of his shoes scraped the smooth marble floor, producing a soft scraping sound.

As the distance grew closer.

The man with twisted steps suddenly lifted his head, and from his mouth split to the limit came a sharp wail.

"Don't kill me!!!!"

"Ah!!!!"

His face was ferocious.

Large amounts of black ooze welled from his empty eye sockets, and the split‑open maw revealed a black throat.

Deep in his throat, a death‑white face tried to push out, while his blanched fingers frantically widened the split mouth again.

The sound of flesh being torn.

Like a cycle.

Only half of Pu Zhengyan's body shot out from his own mouth, then his face turned vengeful, continuing to split his mouth open like a stick insect.

Repeat, cycle.

In the hallway, the temperature instantly dropped to freezing point, as if placed in a morgue.

One after another, Pu Zhengyan emerged from his mouth, and in an instant his death‑white face pressed against Lin An.

"Courting death!!"

Swish!

Sword light flashed past.

Lin An struck without hesitation, sword wind howling as the sharp blade pierced straight into the monster's brow.

Like piercing a water balloon.

Faced with the suddenly erupting power, the repeatedly emerging Piao Zhengyan was cut in two by this sword.

Layer upon layer of his body was split open.

Bright red blood spurted from his midsection like a fountain.

The ceiling was stained with blood.

The sudden change left Han Youzhen on the corridor stunned.

Her face turned deathly pale; it was the first time she had seen such a horrifying scene.

Goosebumps rose all over her body.

At the same time.

Inside the room.

Li Enzhu, whom Lin An had pulled in, had just come to her senses, and from the gap beside him she saw such a horrifying sight.

Her whole body trembled instinctively.

What kind of monster is that!!

She recognized the severed face; it was clearly her former companion.

He turned his wrist.

After slashing out a sword, Lin An did not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

The mission gave no completion hint; this monster definitely did not die so simply.

It is not a regular mutant; what is its ability?

Resurrection? Disguise?

He was about to continue attacking.

Only seen on the floor, the bisected Piao Zhengyan writhed quickly and reconstituted itself.

But this time, as if the previously hollow eye sockets had gained sight, they stared fixedly at the woman behind Lin An.

"What... are you doing?"

Half crying, half laughing.

Piao Zhengyan's face squeezed out a stiff expression, his voice like opera quickly repeating the same words.

As if it had Piao Zhengyan's will.

The eerily shaped man suddenly screamed hoarsely.

"Why did you betray me!!"

"You clearly know I like you!!"

"Trash!"

"I'll kill you!!"

Inside the room.

Li Enzhu, hair disheveled, hands clasped over her chest, looked in terror at that twisted face, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Keke-ke

Her teeth chattered from fear.

She could not understand what had happened.

Betrayal? What had she betrayed?

She and Piao Zhengyan had basically no relation.

If anything, it was that he secretly loved her.

What on earth is going on?

How could a former companion turn into a monster!!

Unable to think further.

As Piao Zhengyan, having returned to normal, stared straight at her wanting to burst into the room, Lin An struck again with a sword.

At the same time, a vast amount of mental power surged out wildly.

"Playing tricks!"

For some reason, the Second Level mutant disguised as Piao Zhengyan had an unusually fragile body.

Like chopping rotten meat, this time the entity enveloped by the sword light was directly minced into a pile of flesh.

The mental power impact erupted simultaneously, and the entire floor turned to rubble as well.

Large patches of wall plaster fell to the ground, the whole hotel as if it had experienced a minor earthquake

"Captain Lin!!"

Team channel voice.

After sensing the abnormal battle, Zhang Tie burst out of his room.

Lin An had no intention of letting him join the fight; just resting would do.

After all, in the simulation, a Second Level mutant posed no difficulty.

But upon sensing that Lin An's two consecutive strikes had not resolved the situation.

Xiong Hanzi simply couldn't hold back and rushed out.

All clear!

He loosely grasped with his right hand toward the minced meat on the ground, Lin An quickly replied in the team voice, indicating to Zhang Tie not to worry.

He kept his right hand loosely clenched as a steady stream of mental power coalesced into a sharp mini‑storm, continually shredding the already‑minced flesh on the ground.

The strong smell of blood stung the nose.

The mutant being continually shredded showed no offensive capability.

Although it was somewhat eerie.

But aside from its bizarre form, which made it seem unkillable, the monster really had nothing special about it.

Moreover, it couldn't possibly be unkillable.

Even the Ascetic Practitioners within the Secret Realm, he could literally drain their lives close to a hundred times.

He refused to believe a Second‑Level mutant could endure his attack!

His expression turned fierce.

His mental power surged.

I want to see whether you assemble faster or I kill faster!

The minced flesh scattered in mid‑air quickly turned to ash under high‑frequency vibration.